It's what I do. It served me well in the scholastic setting. Its benefits are questionable in real life. If it gets on your nerves, you're not alone. Most of the time it gets on my nerves too. But I'm stuck with me, so I decided to exercise some of it here.

7/4/12

Happy Fourth of July

"Mommy, this is delicious! It's very sweet and taaasty!"

"Maybe those my faaaa-git (favorite)!"

We haven't exactly had the holiday we'd envisioned, but Spencer is no longer throwing up, so morale is improving.

Spencer is feeling much better, and, retrospectively, I think Evelyn may have had it first, so hopefully both of the children are in the clear. I'm certainly praying that neither Jonathan nor I get sick; but not in that close-to-an-anxiety-attack way that I do when I'm pregnant or breastfeeding or otherwise having a rough mental health week. So, all in all, we're thankful.

For this:

And especially today, I'm thankful to live in America. I know it's not perfect, and I know it's not sacred; but there is a place for gratitude and even for patriotism. I'm thankful for people who have dedicated and risked their lives so that I can carry on my little life every day with my babies. So that I can feed them, raise them, and enjoy them in peace and in freedom. And when they're old enough to understand it all, I pray they won't take it for granted and that they'll live in such a way that promotes peace and freedom in the future.